- Ground-breaking front-lines war coverage journalism (or any other kind of actual journalism, for that matter, but let's not quibble)
- Morse code
- Semaphore (The only official "girl's only" club I ever joined was something called "Explorers" which I think was somehow affiliated with the United Church of Canada we attended in Ottawa. There may have been semaphore offered in the program, but I didn't stick around to find out. I only stayed long enough to participate in the Annual Mom's and Daughters Cherry Blossom Tea and then quit. Not enough action, and, no boys.)
- Shadow puppetry
- Interpretive dance (that time at the Digital Equipment "Circle of Champions" sales meeting in Hawaii in 1990 when I first heard and embraced M.C. Hammer as a social movement worthy of my support and nifty dance moves definitely does not count)
Thursday, October 11, 2007
A New Way of Communicating... At Least, New To Me
I sing Broadway show-tunes in business meetings. I know how to spell in American Sign Language. I speak English, French "com un canard Canadien," Swahili, Lanark County, and fluent pig-Latin. I speak CEO, COO, CFO, CTO and CBC. I've tried every kind of communication there is, I think, except the following:
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